It Is Haaat

Ok, I hate thunderstorms. More so than the average person. I act like a child. My child is more adult than I am when there is a storm. He makes sure I am ok.

However, it is so freaking humid and gross out right now - not to mention the unbearable heat inside - I would welcome, rejoice over, and give thanks to God, should a storm arrive. Anytime now would be good.

On another totally unrelated note, I tonight developed sensitive teeth but only on the right side of my face. Both hot and cold and breathing in general makes me cringe.

I welcome your thoughts on what may be causing my lastest infliction.

Oh and as of today, my brother Bobby (still single) is officially unemployed. I believe I can speak freely on his behalf when I tell you that man servant is a job he is not above taking - provided you are a woman, under 30 and exceptionally hot.

He's home in one month and I may or may not be more excited about his puppy coming home with him.